Maybe it is me. That im the problem. Ever since i was 4 years old. I had this "best friend". Throught our years together, she has taught me one thing. Dont trust everything you hear. She made me learn that lesson. Getting me involved in drama. And I was the victim. All the time. Having to solve the problems that weren't mine at 8 years old. I matured at a very young age, and ever since then, I had trust issues. At a birthday party, I was told to go. I didn't want to go. My "bestfriend" had just left the school, but she was the only person i actually talked to. Yet i was forced to go. Standing beside my dad. And then he asked me "why dont you go play with your classmates" I told him i didnt want to. That i dont talk to them. Then he snapped and told me, "have you ever thought you were the problem, you need to grow up". My heart shattered. My mom had pulled up in the parking lot after he said it. And i ran. As fast as i could. Got in her car and cried. She then kicked me out of the car..